I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 85|Eighty-five dragons

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This was the first time she shed tears when she saw the dragon who had always been cold and seemed extremely domineering.

Crystal, warm, fell from his dark eyes.

She could only see the sadness and guilt that could no longer be concealed in those eyes.

Mu Wanwan felt at a loss for a moment.

She lowered her head, but still refused to let go of her hand holding his clothes. She just said over and over again, "You said you wanted to take me away."

Since I said I was going to take her away, I couldn't be swayed so easily.

The wrist was gently held. Mu Wanwan looked at her long eyelashes and stretched out his big hand to touch her cheek, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Jiu Qing also reacted. Her peach blossom eyes were full of burning anger. Regardless of her body that had not fully recovered, she stretched out her white palm and grabbed the air in front of Mu Wanwan, and her lips overflowed. Blood.

Strong winds were blowing, the space around him was fluctuating, and the figure of Mr. Long, who had been hiding, slowly appeared in Jiu Qing's eyes.

A dragon whose aura is completely hidden requires her to spend a lot of money to see it.

Mu Wanwan was a little unsteady due to the wind. He raised his hand to block the cold wind coming from the seat in front of him, and saw the billowing dress.

"So you are here too." Her cold eyes glanced at Mr. Long. Her heart was full of complex emotions, whether she wanted to test or verify something, and she said softly and mockingly, "She is so good. I like this girl very much and I want to take her away."

Mu Wanwan opened her eyes slightly, unable to believe what she heard.

The next moment, she saw Jiu Qing’s small eyes looking at her, and she felt bitter, dumbfounded, and a little anxious——

Why does Jiu Qing like her? He just wants this dragon to take her away, right?

They don't have much time and can't delay it any longer.

After Jiu Qing finished speaking, Mr. Long’s body became obviously tense for a moment.

His handsome expression was momentarily distorted at this moment. He looked up at the nine-tailed tribe's most beautiful and gorgeous little princess, but his dark eyes were already faintly red.

Their eyes met, and Jiu Qing saw him looking up with a paranoid gaze that was even more ferocious than a wolf cub.

When Mr. Long came to his senses, he found that he had already subconsciously grabbed Mu Wanwan’s hand——

He is so selfish that even women are jealous.

Jiu Qing raised her hand to wipe away the blood on her lips rather boringly, "Tsk."

She smiled at Mu Wanwan, walked to her, pulled a jade bracelet from Hao Bai's wrist and stuffed it into her hand, "I am beautiful and have spiritual stones, and my talent is not bad. I am better than the handsome man. The dragon is much more reliable. If you regret it, smash it and I will take you away at any time."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at a certain dragon provocatively.

Mu Wanwan felt that a certain dragon was holding her hand tighter. She quickly glanced at Jiu Qing, took out all the pills that had been prepared for her and Uncle Zong, and grabbed Jiu Qing. hand, "These are the elixirs, and some are prepared for Uncle Zong from Huayun Pharmacy. Please Jiu Qing..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt a strong but gentle force coming through her waist.

She was hugged by Mr. Long.

The next moment, a severe feeling of weightlessness came. Jiu Qing's face seemed to have been shrunk many times, and the cold wind howling due to the rapid movement was in his ears. Mu Wanwan closed his eyes subconsciously, and his long hair was The strong wind blew away, and when my vision was blurred, I seemed to see a sea of ​​clouds filling the sky.

"Hold tight."

Mr. Long's voice came from afar, and Mu Wanwan heard the long roar of a dragon coming from afar. The familiar scene made her heart tighten.

Are the people from the Qinglong tribe catching up? Will they be caught up?

Mu Wanwan did not hesitate and hugged Mr. Long's neck tightly. He saw golden and white scales gradually appearing on his face, and the broken horns and bald ears that had not been seen for a long time also appeared.

She saw his legs turned into dragon tails, and half of the tip of his tail disappeared.

He held her in his arms and flew very fast, with the half-bald hair on his ears swaying in the cold wind.

Perhaps still concerned about her gaze, Mr. Long pursed his lips and glanced down at her rather uncomfortably.

Mu Wanwan is about to be **** off by this dragon. How long has it been since she was still concerned about her image?

Not to mention that he no longer has much of an image with her, why not turn into a dragon and run away?

"Cold?"

Seeing her staring at him, the handsome man felt very guilty for taking her away by force. Mr. Long lowered his head slightly, the broken dragon horn glowed brightly, and gently touched Mu's curved forehead. On her forehead, a transparent spiritual energy mask was placed around her, blocking out all the cold wind from the outside world.

There were still a few teardrops hanging on his eyelashes, hitting the aura mask and causing ripples.

Mu Wanwan was angry and felt warmth in her heart. She was very anxious, "Quickly turn into your original form and run, we will be caught up soon!"

Mr. Long curved his lips toward her and gently kissed her lips through the aura mask.

Mu Wanwan only had time to see the murderous intent flashing through his eyes before she felt a thick black mist rising in front of her.

A low dragon roar came from beneath him, and the world seemed to dim in an instant.

In the originally gloomy sea of ​​gray clouds, Mu Wanwan could only see two huge plush ears next to the abrupt broken horns in front of her. She felt that her whole body was quickly shuttling between the clouds, even though she was tightly locked by the spiritual energy shield. He was holding on so that he wouldn't fall, but Mu Wanwan still subconsciously held on to the huge, white, half-bald ears.

It felt soft to the touch, and she could bury her whole body in it.

Mu Wanwan felt very happy at the same time, but extremely nervous at the same time. She clutched Mr. Long’s fur tightly, and felt that her ears were filled with sounds coming from all directions. Between the surging clouds, she could see bunches of Eyes full of malice.

Mu Wanwan frowned tightly, hating herself for being so incompetent for a moment. She bit her lip and thought about what she could do now——

By the way, the Qinglong voice transmission order that Jiu Qing just gave her.

Mu Wanwan pricked his finger, quickly squeezed out the blood and recognized the master of the Qinglong voice transmission order.

Almost at the same time, Ao Qin's angry voice came to his ears, "The sacrifice really ran away."

A hoarse Qinglong voice then sounded, sounding like an elder, "He is extremely fast and has at least recovered 70% of his strength. Suddenly, three elders in the clan are in seclusion, and the remaining dragons are only five elders. I can catch up."

The voice paused, "But the fifth elder has only just broken through the sixth level, I'm afraid he can't defeat... Your Majesty."

"Damn it!" Ao Qin cursed, and there was no dragon in the Qinglong voice transmission order to continue speaking, and he fell into silence.

Mu Wanwan’s heart never let go——

When these dragons said that her Mr. Dragon was so powerful, she felt a little proud.

Her dragons, even if they have only recovered 70% of their strength, these dragons can't do anything to her. He was no longer the little dragon cub that had been bullied and had no choice but to run away.

However, she still did not put down the Qinglong Communication Order in her hand.

She has not forgotten the word "blood sacrifice" that Jiu Qing mentioned before. If these dragons had already decided to attack Mr. Long, would they stop because of this even though he has regained some strength now?

Mu Wanwan's palms were sweaty, and he was anxious and scared. He simply buried himself in Mr. Long's giant furry ears and rubbed them to relieve the pressure of waiting.

But she didn’t know that Mr. Long’s ears were very, very sensitive →_→

Although it is huge and not as sensitive as in human form, it is still a very fragile part.

Mu Wanwan's grip on Mao Mao was not too strong, not too strong, just staying at the part that made Long feel very much. In addition, her whole body was buried in it. In short, it was...

Very exciting, very exciting.

The trajectory of the huge Mr. Dragon's flight was a bit curved, and his speed was much faster than before.

So Mu Wanwan, who was holding Mao Mao, heard a young Qinglong yelling in the voice transmission command: "Oh, your speed has become much faster, and now you can hardly see it!"

Mu Wanwan was startled and thought, is Mr. Long about to start showing off his power?

Is he much more powerful than she thought?

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, feeling a little distressed when she thought of his guilty look just now——

This dragon may not have any misunderstanding of her.

Her life was not as hard as he thought.

Coming into this world, with him and Jiu, life is no longer a dead silence that seems busy but is actually lonely. Even if there is death and abyss that cannot be avoided, she can accept it calmly and go there happily.

Mu Wanwan stood on Mr. Long’s head. Looking back, she could no longer see the neighing and roaring blue dragons, but she felt a little uneasy.

"Lord Ao Qin, I can't catch up."

A green dragon made a sound, and Mu Wanwan heard Ao Qin's angry whisper, "Retreat those below level five to the guards at the entrances of various forbidden areas."

He breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could be happy, Mu Wanwan heard his evil voice, "Three late sixth-level elders from the Golden Dragon Tribe happened to be returning from training, and they were right in front of this loser who was escaping."

With his pupils constricted, Mu Wanwan immediately turned off the voice transmission command and said anxiously towards Mr. Long’s half-bald ears, “Quick, change the direction!”

"Mr. Long!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Long turned over. Mu Wanwan was a little dizzy from being shaken. She hugged his plush ears tightly and felt that the dragon under her was faster than before.

A roar that was about to shatter the eardrums exploded in her ears. Mu Wanwan was dizzy, and her spiritual power shield was half-broken. She couldn't help but look back, only to see the place where they were still standing a moment ago ignited. A big ball of golden flame.

Three golden dragons that appeared out of nowhere opened their huge mouths and roared at them.

There was a moist feeling on the side of his face. Mu Wanwan raised his hand to wipe the side of his ear, which was stained with blood.

The eardrums were shattered and she could no longer hear.

Clenching his teeth and taking out a bottle of pills from the Qiankun bag, Mu Wanwan swallowed two.

She is also a third-level monk now. This is just a little pain. She must get better quickly.